easy

It is easy to not eat. And the best feeling of all, is when I haven't eaten all day, and I can go to the drinking fountain during study hall and feel the water all the way the way down - still cold in my stomach. Jill is two years older than me, and she says that chill in your stomach is a proud feeling - like you don't need anything at all.

It's true. Not needing anyone, anything - is victorious, like silently conquering the world - one-upping all of the weak people who need to survive.

Because I don't.

For Jill, not eating is how she wears a cuter dress to homecoming. For me, it is the cleanest way to die - too bad it takes so damn long.

And too bad people can't keep their noses out of my business.